Enchanted.

Enchanted.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, May 12, 2023
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Romance
SONG SERIES #1. Dreams and goals should come first before anything else. That is always Skylein Harris' motto in life. She is so passionate on becoming a successful fashion designer not until cupid decided to messed up her peaceful life. She suddenly found herself being dragged across an issue that will drastically change how everything revolves around her. Being the fake girlfriend of the young and famous singer, MJ Alderidge, her daily life started to spin up and down as she tried so hard not to fall in the man who owns the most angelic voice that can easily make her heart jump in so much ecstasy they called " love ". Falling in love is indeed enchanting but not all magic stays forever. Some are bound to break and lost it strings. In the midst of the relationship that came only from an agreement, can Skylein and MJ still create their own enchanted love story? " And for the last rule, do not fall in love with each other. " _____________________________________ Book Cover made by yours truly.
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She wrote the words he sang to the world - never knowing they were all meant for her. In the quiet glow of the studio, where music speaks louder than words, their hearts found each other in secret melodies and unfinished lyrics. She was the hidden voice behind his fame, and he was the muse she never meant to fall for. "You always write like you're in love," he said softly, eyes meeting hers through the dim light. "Maybe I am," she whispered - but he never realized every song was about him. Between the rhythm of late-night sessions and the silence between songs, love began to bloom - fragile, forbidden, and achingly real. And though the world called her a ghost, he called her his melody.

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